Saturday, November 11, 2006
for you, my walking talking breathing muse.
every story starts somewhere. i have no way of determining where we began, but we did. and here we are, talking like we've known each other our whole lives, laughing like old friends. that isn't us, is it? old friends? a whirlwind, more likely. but a pleasant whirlwind with a gentle updraft, lifting us to this current state of elation. thus far, we've had highs and lows, happy times and upsetting times. we've also had an unbelievable amount of fun, of laughs, of simple happiness. every time i thought the idea of you and i was crazy, you reminded me how i yearn to be with you. every time we argued and i just wanted to walk out, you reminded me the worth and value in what we have. for every bad time, there are twenty thousand good ones. for every doubt, there are twenty thousand assurances. and for every sulk, twenty thousand smiles.
you've entered my world and taken over it in such a short time. you've waltzed into my life, keeping me for yourself. with you, the child in me flourishes and the woman in me gains unbelievable depth. you show me perspectives i've never considered, you talk me into silence, you pamper me like a queen, you traverse so effectively between extremes. a kiss can be so ravenous one moment, and so tender the next. a touch can be so electrifying one moment, and soothing the next. a look can carry so much desire one moment, and softens to one that just melts my heart the next.
there's so much in store for us. a list in black and white, and a list in our heads, of our intentions, our plans, of us. no idea is too lofty between the both of us. you've soothed all my fears sans one, but i'll live with that.
you've entered my world and taken over it in such a short time. you've become my world, tipped me over the edge, had me fall for you, fallen for me, you've taken over my every conscious moment, established yourself as my anchor, taken me into your world, beyond the rock-hard exterior. you've shown me you and that is the most precious gift.
we can be happy for a long time.
for you, my walking talking breathing muse - i love you.
